We finally decided to eat at a Lebanese restaurant. Called Layali. We sat down across the boys. Yousef seemed chill but Hassan looked a bit nervous. I looked at his facial features. Damn the Roblox syndrome really did turn him into a new person. If Seba hadn't told me about his disease i would've never recognized him at all.
They started talking about embarrassing stories. Funny memories from when we were kids. And Hassan never stops cussing out loud. We would tell him to lower his damn voice but no, Boy is careless as hell. I felt embarrassed as people kept staring and whispering things about us. Ah what am i doing here.
Hassan took out a pack of cigarettes and pulled out a cigar.
He offered Yara one and she agreed. My eyes were going back and forth between them as they were inhaling and exhaling in this disgusting piece of crap.
It was so hilarious how Hassan was similar to Yara and how they shared almost the same interests.
"Guys i wanna try driving" Yara asked.
"oK nOw?" Hassan instantly replied.
"Yeah sure" Yara sweetly answered. She had a small youthful smile in her face.
We payed for our food and got up ready to head back to Hassan's car.